Man, I'm still seeing red.

Them words of the old woman were whips, and every one of them sure took off the hide.

I used to think that old lady Moore in Martindale was a pretty nasty talker, but this one laid over her a mile.

But we're beat, Ronicky.

You couldn't get by that old woman with a thousand men." "Maybe not," said Ronicky Doone, "but we're going to try.